Hi,
My name is NOT Kate! I am in no way any man’s or woman’s beard, baby, cat, dog, horse, or any other such animal. The very idea of any such nonsense is SO ridiculous that my very precious brain does not and cannot conceive of such a notion. The thought cannot form in my head. It is such a waste of time to even have a conversation about.
It is NOT possible to create, force, contrive, or in any way shape or form create something that does not exist. End of discussion.
I am so sick and tired of the farting and belching and tricks with my food and home.
It was David Wolfe as Alfredo Cruz who told me in the break room at The Container Store, beer is cheaper, but liquor in quicker. You should have seen the look in his eyes as he spoke this to me. It was David Wolfe as Alfredo Cruz who was holding the green crunch can with the chevron pattern at The Container Store who was talking to me, almost pleading with his eyes because I was so disgusted anymore with the pretend once I realized that Edison was wearing a skin suit, and that is why nothing ever added up or made sense in all the conversations, touching’s, kissing, amd just everything. All the walls fell down when I realized that EVERYTHING was fake and faked. I lost everything I had for David Wolfe because of the deceit.
I just wanted to be loved or even liked enough by a straight man who love women to be seen as sexually desirable and wanted. Instead I got that thing.
When I realized the deception of the skin suit I understood I would never again be able to date, or have a relationship with a man again. Because it was not real. It was all designed to set me up, hurt me, and laugh at me. I am tired of saying this. I have said, written, made notes, time and time again since April 2014.
Again, the reason chrome has become swag-tron is to FORCE me to no longer like the things I used to like and enjoy. I loved The Container Store. I loved helping people. I loved David that will not nor never go away – it has only changed the way I see him and nothing more. I love to be organized, I love to be clean, I love people, on and on, these things are NOT things that can change in any way shape or form. You change your underwear, or hair do or color, or job, or the man you’re dating, but there are fundamentals that do NOT change.
Anymore, what I see are people who do not have to worry about the brand they use because of a picture on the cover, or the soap, or food, or the description used to sell the product, or any other such nonsense. I cannot be limited by these ANYMORE!!!! You cannot make something exist that in no way shape or form ever existed!!!
I cannot be handled by a woman. I cannot see a movie and believe in any way that it allows a woman or any person access to me simply because they are wearing glasses while they are acting! It is in no way the means to create for and because there is no such reality for it at all, in any case, by any means, and so on.
I have to go, I know I am forgetting more than I can remember to write in the amount of time given to me. Oh yeah, just because a company has a logo that says, oh, I don’t know, Yes 2 You, does not in any way shape or form allow them access, give permission, or come into any agreement. I cannot control the logo another company uses. It is a ridiculous notion to literally translate something that can mean many different things to many different people. It is NOT A RULE for which any person should have to live.
Do you know the reason why I left notes at my home behind while working at TCS about wanting to write a one-woman show (Brian Cranston) because I was so disgusted with what was happening I knew I could do it better. Because I wanted to live my life and not be forced to live alone, and I am tired of having to constantly say a man. It will allows be a straight man who loves women, I was born that way you cannot alter me differently.
All of your choices and options are not correct, applicable, or valid in my mind!
David, I do believe you are nothing more than a Scrooge. All you care about is money. You care nothing for me or you wouldn’t have allowed such access to me and you would have ended it, or never have even begun it to begin with. You know how upset and miserable I am, distraught and unhappy, and you allow yourself and other to do nothing more than make money off of me.